Breakfast At Five Am? Poem by Chidi Anthony Opara, FIIM, CDOA

Who are these
Little angels warring
On my bedside?
Pleasantly disturbing
My early morning sleep.
It’s me daddy,
Nneka’s voice broke in,
In into my eardrum,
Rousing me out
Out from my momentary peace.
Ugonnaya’s little fingers
Caressed my hairs,
Good morning daddy she greeted,
Gap-toothed smile on her lips.
As I made to retreat
From this warfare,
Pleasant warfare,
Chinagorom shot her missile,
Her usual missile.
What will you eat for breakfast daddy?
Ha-ha-ha,
Breakfast at five am?